goodness to me; and when I had turned over that parcel, I said, Well, so
much for the first parcel, Mrs. Jervis; that was my lady's gifts.

Now I come to the presents of my dear virtuous master: Hey, you know
closet for that! Mrs. Jervis. She laughed, and said, I never saw such a
comical girl in my life! But go on. I will, Mrs. Jervis, said I, as
soon as I have opened the bundle; for I was as brisk and as pert as could
be, little thinking who heard me.

Now here, Mrs. Jervis, said I, are my ever worthy master's presents; and
then I particularised all those in the second bundle.

After which, I turned to my own, and said,

Now, Mrs. Jervis, comes poor Pamela's bundle; and a little one it is to
the others. First, here is a calico nightgown, that I used to wear o'
mornings. 'Twill be rather too good for me when I get home; but I must
have something. Then there is a quilted calamanco coat, and a pair of
stockings I bought of the pedlar, and my straw-hat with blue strings; and
a remnant of Scots cloth, which will make two shirts and two shifts, the
same I have on, for my poor father and mother. And here are four other
shifts, one the fellow to that I have on; another pretty good one, and
the other two old fine ones, that will serve me to turn and wind with at
home, for they are not worth leaving behind me; and here are two pair of
shoes, I have taken the lace off, which I will burn, and may be will
fetch me some little matter at a pinch, with an old silver buckle or two.

What do you laugh for, Mrs. Jervis? said I.--Why you are like an April
day; you cry and laugh in a breath.